In silence, weeping met laughter, and whoring. The night grew cold. A whisper shivered through windows. Faroff dogs barked incessantly. The guesthouse creaked. She entered unrecognized. Doors opened, doors closed. Screams sounded. Fingernails on walls scratched. Blood craftfully traced the floor. They found her death torn. Lying there, lifeless and pale. The scene complete, justice undeniably cried.